Rocking my world!

Harry was getting ready, I say ready I mean he was re-arranging his clothes, he had on a flannel shirt the first three buttons undone, showing his chest tats and blue skinny jeans, with his bandanna and his farmer boots. He could literally make anything look attractive!
"Right beautiful, my taxi will be here in a sec..." He said looking down at his shoes.
"It's okay baby, It's what you have to do."
"I love how understanding you are of this. C'mere" I stood up from my sitting position on the bed in some sweatpants and Harry's hoodie, he wrapped his arms around my waist as mine found his neck and kissed my forehead, then both cheeks, my nose and finally my lips. He pushed me back onto the bed. My hands wrapped into his curls and he began rocking his hips against mine when a knock at the door caused us to stop, Harry didnt make any attempt to mve even though my legs were wrapped around his waist. A blonde head popped into my line of sight and and Irish voice made me smile.
"Wow. Um Harry ya cars here."
"Yeah Harry stop dry humping your girlfriend and go!" Louis shouted from behind Niall I presumed.
"Hello, love, we didn't have time to talk yesterday, we thought we would keep ya company as Harry has to go." Louis grinned, Niall followed him into the room as Harry stood up, holding various bags of sweets and a bottle of pepsi, Louis had some dvd's. Harry groaned and dropped back onto me kissing me again.
"Errgggg" Louis made a false gagging sound causing me to grin against Harry's lips.
"Byeeeeeeee!" Niall shouted as he left.
"Bye guys, thanks again for keeping my girl company" He said with a wink, leaving.
"So Claire. What dyawanna watch first?" Niall said jumping onto the bed next to me.
"What ya got?"
"We have... drum roll please.... Pearl Harbour, The hangover, Silence of the lambs..."
"OOOOOOOHHHH that one! It's my favourite!" I screamed causing them both to chuckle, Louis pressed a button causing a large flatscreen to roll up from inside the bottom of the colossal bed and popped the dvd in. We all sat watching and munching for the entire film. Eventually I drifted to sleep in between the two guys I had grown close to, more to Louis even though Niall was super sweet! We finished our movie collection with Pearl Harbour, the film was just so sad. I rolled over as I heard muffling noises. The bed shifted three times and then a strong set of arms wrapped around me, I felt Harry bury his head into my neck, what time was it? It was late I knew, last time I checked my phone it was 00:15 not a call or text from Harry, ah well I thought. That was when Silence of the lambs was on... I patted around for my phone, the light made me cringe when it hit me, softly illuminating the cold room. It was 3:38am. He had been out with her for over five fucking hours. Some date! I sat up immeadiately and ran to the bathroom, the smell of alcohol in my nose making me want to be sick. Not that I hadn't drunk before, my family were known for their parties but this was strong strong amounts. I threw myself across the giant bathroom and emptied my tummy into the toilet, numerous times.
~Louis~
I had stirred from my sleep as my phone vibrated and lit up next to me.
Harry:
i won t be lojng lj09us in tacxi xxzczx
Shit. He was drunk. The door banged about five minutes later as I was packing everything from our little slumber party away.
"LOOUUIIIISSS OOOPPPPEEEEN UPPPP!" Harry's slirred voice came through the door. This would be fun, I didn't want him to wake up Claire, who I had grown close too, she was lovely! I opened the door and almost threw up. He wasn't alone, a very giggley, dark haired, Kendall stood next to him.
"Hiii lloooouis!" She laughed. My fists clenched.
"Harry what the FUCK I roared slamming the door behing me YOUR FUCKING GIRLFRIEND IS ASLEEP IN YOUR BED AND YOU BROUGHT HOME FUCKING KENDALL! YOU ARE A RIGHT KNOB. YOU DON'T DESERVE HER!" I screamed, I knew it was the anger talking but seriously this was so wrong. So fucking wrong. I opened the door pushing the drunken pair back against the other wall, I called Nialls name until he came out.
"Take her away." I growled.
"Who? Claire?" He asked rubbing his eyes.
"No open the fucking door and get Kendall away from here. NOW!" I whispered angrily. His face pailed and he soon understood, he grabbed his phone and wallet and the last things I heard him say were.
"C'mon you need to go love" My anger by then had gotten so bad looking at the fragile girl oblivious to the goings on laying peacefully, that when I opened the door I held Harry by the collar, even though he had a slight height advantage I glared at him.
"Do NOT breathe a fucking word to her. I hope you remember this in the morning, you deserve to feel like shit." I let go and walked away.
~Harry~
Louis looked angry when he pushed me and Kendall back against the wall. He looked even angrier when he returned from my room. Why was he so mad? I walked in to see Claire laying in bed. Aw she was so cute. Oh no. I stripped to my boxers knocking over an empty pepsi bottle and climbed in wrapping my arms around her, she picked up something that made me eyes hurt and just as I dropped off I heard her running.
~Claire~
I woke up about an hour later on the bathroom floor, freezing cold. Harry's phone was lighting up alot so I glanced over. My hand flung to my mouth when I saw why.
Kendall: 12
Thankas faor tongiht baby xccx
Why did louis make Ni take me home?
Wish you were here. maybe we could jave carried on! ;)
Still tasting your lips! sXOOX
That was all the iPhone let me see, but I was thankful, by now the tears were streaming again for what felt like the hundreth time that day, the sick coming back up, even though I felt empty. Horrible heaves ran through me and I shook on the floor, my vision became fuzzy around the edges and I shook more and more. I remember Louis giving me his room number and I managed to stand up feeling dizzier then ever and make my way to the door, I opened it and looked down the never ending hallway, I ran to his room and knocked timidly on the door, still shaking and crying. After some time he answered.
"Claire? What's wrong? Oh my god." He gasped pulling me into his room, I wasn't even a step inside before I fell to my knees shaking uncontrollably. The last thing I heard was.
"Harry, look what have you done!"
I woke up a little confused by my surroundings, I felt as though I'd had a really bad dream, my eyes ached and my face felt tight as I sat up. It wasn't a dream at all. I was in Louis' I had had a panic attack and fell to the floor in his arms. Harry had... cheated on me. I knew it, I should have left before he had the chance to hurt me. I looked around the deserted bedroom. I heard talking in the living room. It was 8:30am or so said the alarm clock, why were there numerous voices?
"I was gonna call an ambulance mate. I was so scared!" Louis said
"Well you managed to calm her down somehow Lou so what did ya do?" A deeply accented voice rumbled, Zayn.
"I just held her and told her over and over it would be ok. I was so pissed at Harry." What? He knew? I bit my lip and opened the door, four shocked faces snapped up to where I stood, in my pj's from last night.
"Morning." They chorused, making me shyly smile.
"Uhm... hi." I replied, I walked over to the couch were Niall sat with Louis and plopped down inbetween the two. Zayn and Liam sat across from me staring with concerned looks.
"How are you feeling now?" Niall whispered into my ear, so they all knew.
"Actually, like crap. Thanks to Louis though I am better than I was last night, thank you by the way" I said leaning up to kiss his cheek.
"No worries hunny." He replied with a warm, big brotherly smile. It was Zayn who spoke next.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you, really you don't deserve that, we wont let it happen again." His chocolatey voice made me warm as he stood from his seat next to Liam and awkwardly embraced me.
"Aye" Niall said wrapping his arms around me and Zayn, they all nodded in agreement and hugged me tight before a loud knock shook us apart.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Louis!!!!! Have you seen her?" A loud voice shouted through the door, they must have all seen my face pale or my every muscle tense because the formed a sort of shield around me. Zayn infront, Louis to his right, Liam on the other side of Zayn and Niall sitting holding me.
"Louis!!!" He screamed.
Louis marched to the door and opened it half way.
"Yes?" He asked icily. Honestly why they are picking me over there own bandmate is beyond me!
"Have you seen her? Have you seen Claire?" He rambled, I imagined him running his hands through his wild hair. My body shook and a sob escaped my throat before I flung my hands over my mouth, I didn't want to see him. Niall held me tight as the door swung open. It was as if everything went in slow motion from then, as I stared in horror. The door flew back banging against the wall, Harry looked around wildly whilst shouting my name, when his eyes landed on me he gasped. "Let me see her!!!" He shouted. Niall just held me, Zayn had gone to help Louis restrain Harry. "Shes my fucking girlfriend! Let me see her!" He yelled loud. He was scaring me. Niall whipped around then.
"Oh really Harreh was that what you were thinking last night when you bought MALIBU FUCKING BARBIE back to the apartment your girlfriend was sleeping in, waiting for YOU to come back? How could you do this!" He roared standing up close to Harry.
"BOTH OF YOU STOP IT! CAN'T YOU SEE SHE'S SCARED!" Liam roared. Wow. Daddy direction shouting! Everyone spun to look at me, Louis lost his grip on a rampaging Harry who ran at me. Zayn grabbed him by the shirtless waist and yanked him back.
"Come on Haz. Were going to talk." He spoke calmly. I sat there letting my sobs take over and dropped back onto the sofa as I heard the door click shut.
The remaining three ran to me. All telling me to calm down and that it would be ok. I cried harder. Day 2 of being Harry Styles girlfriend and I was in tears.Again. Fuck.
Around fourty five minutes after that dramatic scene I was in Louis' bed with a box of tissues. The boys had gone to get some headache tablets, food and some clothes. A knock at the bedrooom door made me roll over to see Harry standing there. Looking like shit. He had on a white t-shirt and sweats.
"Oh my god. Baby..." He ran forward and on insitinct I pushed back. I bolted upright, my aim was the bathroom, I dashed fast and locked myself in. I started to shake and cry again. "Claire please. I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry. Zayn told me everything!" He called hitting his fist on the door.
"No Harry I-I can't."
"Please baby. please" He croaked. I reached up from my fetus position and unlocked the door. I had about a second to move back before it flung open.
"Oh God. Oh no... what have I done" He cried dropping to his knees. I curled in on myself and sobbed even harder at the sight of seeing a single tear spill from his perfect eyes. He crawled to me and held me whilst we both sobbed. I had made his shirt wet with my tears and he was crying onto my hair and back, making them damp.
"Please, I'm sorry." He choked out, I wanted to stop him from crying so bad, but I couldn't open my mouth, I was hurt.
"I know you are. But I'm sorry Harry. It doesn't change a thing. I saw what she text you I-I don't want to come between you two." I breathed.
"No, no Claire NO you cant leave me, no, I've never been so happy" he then curled in on himself as the tears raced from his mossy green eyes, I curled up next to him, letting him bring me to his chest, I knew I had to go. This was it. After minutes I stood up shaking, I walked out of the room and upstairs back to the room Harry and I shared. I heard him walk up the hallway so I left the door open, I rummaged around the floor for my clothes that were strewn all over the place, I smiled to myself, even though this ended badly, I had the best time with Harry. I might even love him. Loved him? Who am I kidding, it's been the best two days of my life. I'm inlove with him.
"Baby? What are you doing?" He asked from behind me, his eyes still leaking salty water.
"I have to go Harry." I said sounding numb, I wasn't numb though, I was hurting.
"What?No! Why?!" He boomed suddenly
"Because you cheated on me! We haven't been together two fucking days and you have CHEATED on me!" I scream, the tears springing back again. I turned around to Harry, who looked utterly broken.
"I didn't even remember doing it. I was so drunk, she had whispered into my ear and I thought for a second it was you. Then it all goes black and I remember waking up in my bed alone, with no beautiful girl lying beside me. My clothes all over the place and I panicked. I sat upright even though my body screamed at me, I ran to Zayn's next door and eventually came to Louis' where my best friends kept me from the only thing making me happy. I saw you sitting there with Niall and lost it. I had known then, I saw the messages from her and called her. I asked what had happened and she told me what she remembered. I threw up and waited for- for them to leave" He sobbed "When the vfinnaly left I was in a heap on the floor and I had texted Kendall back. I told her it was all a- a mistake and that I shouldn't have even left here. I shouldn't have left you." He sobbed harder and harder and I felt so shitty for doing this, I realised slow tears were falling from my eyes and the question that burned my chest was what he had done. They had done.
"Harry? What did she remember you doing?" I asked looking down, watching my tears splash on the tiled floor below me.
"I. Oh God" He shook his head sobbing, bringing his hand to his face.
"Tell me. Ppelease" I begged silently it would be nothing but a kiss.
"Apparently, I... we kisssed, we touched, we decided we wanted to come home."
"Touched?" I asked quietly.
"My hands... my fingers... her hands." He loooked at me, completely and utterly broken. I fell to the floor, the only hands I wanted to hold me had been travelling all over Kendall last night, when he ran forward I jumped back.
"No. Dont touch me." He still reached for me "Please" I begged and he dropped his extended arm to his side, before bringing both of them up to pull his hair and wipe his eyes.
"Are you leaving?"
"I think it's best."
"Is there anything I can do to make you stay?"
"Harry, the only hands I have ever wanted to be held by were all over another celebrity last night. Another girl. The only fingers that have ever explored me were inside someone else. The only lips I have ever kissed were forgetting mine and kissing someone elses. The only man I've ever loved has broken me." He gasped as I said those words, gasped and cried and fell down again holding his hands infront of me begging me to stop it. "Harry get up! Stop it!" I ordered invetween tears. He stood up and held his hands by his sides and his head hung low.
"Claire. I really am sorry. Im now standing here feeling dirty and the only thing I want to do it stop your tears. I want you to love me, because, from the first moment I saw you and your sign, you stopped my heart. My breathing and thoughts had changed when I ran to get to the wing you were in when I found you. My heart may aswell be yours now.Even if you don't want it, it's going to follow you from this door and break further as I think of what I have done. I'm sorry, I think... I know, I love you." He breathed.
Harry Styles had just told me that he loves me. Could I forgive him for this? Ever trust him again? It was worth a shot, I knew he wouldn't do this again, he looks so pained. I turned to the mirror and saw myself for the first time since before all this happened. I was almost grey in the face, my hair a wild, matted mess around my shocking blue eyes that were bloodshot, my frame was bent and I looked... deflated. He came behind me in the mirror and wrapped his arms around my waste. This could be the last time I felt these hands and I think I was still in shock, so I made no move to remove them and hurt him further.
"If you really want to leave, I will take you, or get someone else to take you if you don't want it to be me. But please just let me hold you one more time." We stood like this for what felt like forever. I finally had the strength to talk.
"If I give you one more chance Harold Edward Styles, do you promise you won't ever hurt me again?" I asked looking down. I saw his reflection snap up at my eyes were drawn to his in the mirror, bright green versus bright blue.
"W-what? You want to try again?" He asked dumbfounded.
"For you baby? Yes" I said. He spun me around and kissed me hard. Slowly getting softer as the time passed. There was something in that kiss that made me realise how guilty he really did feel, reguardless of the holding and the tears I felt how much he meant this. He loves me.

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